I've never been a poetic type, so I dunno how I ever got inspiration to try it, but I did so whatever. A muse is a muse :O
So here's all I've done so far. I'll put little personal comments under each one in ittalics.
Elegiac Sonnet for Dave
Dawn doth diverge from dusk as the dust digresses,
All over the land lit dark and bright confesses,
Valiant knight steward of thy tower expresses:
In majesty's hall crashes the kavetching chair
Derelict it is as I am wont of late Mare,
Save my name honour as I mean sorry sincere.
Caught amidst the tempest flung spiraling careless
Out the ferry quite contrary t'my wish boundless,
Turning calm t'eye refuge am I truly heedless.
Take from me what you wish, desire none have I,
Borrowing such martyrdom as epics claim sigh:
Yearning oft only for closure bliss give'th me nigh,
Respectfully all else I must deny for gay
Death alone solitude bring, down this dark doom'd day.
This one was done for/in memory of a suicidal friend. Luckily he ostensibly is no longer suicidal. This was the first poem I ever wrote, and I got inspiration to write it from Through The Looking Glass and What Alice Saw, which I had finished the night I wrote this. I don't care for the "kavetching chair" part, but otherwise I like this poem.
Love Couplets in Iambic Hexameter
I'd like for you to think upon one thing for me,
Loudly for the world to see I wish to decree:
Over all other things in importance I want,
Valiantly to illustrate t'you and even flaunt,
Eager as early bird who knows he'll get the worm,
Yearning like the bar'd student does to join the firm:
On top of the planet I lust to say it's true:
Unparalleled in my mind t'indite: I, love: You.
I didn't like this one much when I wrote it, but I like it more every time I read it, it just turned out really well I think. I didn't have any inspiration or motivation when I wrote this, part of what surprises me that it turned out well anyway. I wrote this not long after the first one, maybe a couple weeks after at most.
Why fog? - Couplets in Iambic Hexameter
The dawn rose veiled by the clouds the battle bequeathed,
And hardly could we see to return weapons sheathed,
Never to see that sun again could friends and foes,
Killed but for what aim 'cept to fog the sun with blows?
A mapper at broodwarmaps.net asked me to write a short poem to put into the description of a map he was going to make, but it ending up not fitting =/ Personally this is my favourite poem I've written. The title is stupid, but I just made one up to have a title.
Iambic Hexameter Quartets for Ryan
Rising above to strike opponents down he comes,
Yearning to clean the field of filth as the beat drums,
And eviscerate foes friends flee with eerie hums
Not quieted by the screams of evil in sums,
Killing all does Ryan my captain O noble
And pure leader he is yes, as the white opal
Itself, yet moves like his dark templar are mobile,
Moving in silence dealing precision able,
Inevitable is His victory always,
Not unlike the gods themselves he explores that maze
Cultivated by the random of life, his gaze
Hath no bounds but the infinity 'yond the haze.
Ever valiant and victorious is that Great,
Universally unchallenged cept to cruel fate,
Never faltering, always advancing, to sate
Gallant thirst for triumph Auir loves, foemen hate.
A friend of mine jokingly asked me to write a poem about his sc prowess, so I did I don't care much for this one, it's awkward.
The Hero Quintet in Iambic Hexameter
Zealous as any hero promised nothing but,
Earns the world and more with valiant deed 'thout strut,
Leans on none the world but hisself alone and what,
Does the world do but lean on him, let him get cut,
And amid all he perseveres, lone like the mut.
It's been too soon since I wrote this, only a week or two at most, for me to judge this one. I don't know if I like it or not.
Rondel of TeamLiquid
Terror stews in enemy's mind,
Egregiously ousting their lives,
As we overwhelm from our hives.
Making foes truly fear our kind,
Loosening mortal coils in fives,
Icy death embraces their blind,
Quagmires of blood all in a wind,
Under our plank do take their dives,
Igniting our triumph through rives,
Deftly Team Liquid dawns Earth-kind.
I thought doing five couplets in iambic hexameter would be boring, so I searched for some structure involving two stanzas of three lines, and one of four, and found the "Rondel". I don't really like it, 8 syllables is hard to work with, and I don't like the rhyme scheme of abb aba abba. I might make another TeamLiquid one with just five couplets in iambic hexameter, I'm just so much more comfortable with that =/ Overall I'm not terribly happy with this one.
Any kind of feedback would be appreciated, things you like or dislike, anything really!